Chapter 256
- Even with the amnesia making her a bit slow, the feelings buried in her heart weren’t something a bump on the head could erase.
- Joaquin Latham was like a seed dropped into her chest. Over time it had rooted into flesh and bone, grown tall, and turned into a towering tree.
- Zayla Steele clung to his solid shoulders, whispering “Joaquin Latham” over and over.